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Existence is not as sturdy as it seems. Alexander Ackrom lives within the bottom rung of society, yet he learns this first hand when a dishelved man in a suit tears the fabric of reality apart like paper. In the same city, Simon Setal accepts a new job. He doesn't know what it is or what he'll do. Nevertheless, he's lured to it by the promise of gaining the power to help his fellow man.

“Kill them all” that's the first thing Amos, a fifteen years old boy, broken by life, heard after he killed himself. He sought peace in dying, but finds himself forced to be transported to a fantasy world. But not as he thought, he is transported into a cruel world that only wants one thing, his death. he will be offered a power that this world hates and fears, but a power that will also save him. During his journey, there will be one thing you'll keep asking yourself: will Amos fight for the salvation of the world that persecutes him? Or will he take revenge by giving this world a taste of its own medicine? Also on royal road, link: [Still waiting for royal road's staff approval. Profil link: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/782004 ]

Well met travelers! Come, take a seat by the fire and join me and our protagonist onto a journey of ascension, while trying to not lose sight of what it means to be human... From a bum, who stumbled through life, into a panentheistic god wannabe. Starting from a typical trope of a guy who happens to enjoy novels and other cultured works and gets yeeted into another world. But unlike other transmigrators who, after transmigration, often finds drive, purpose, power and hot babes, our "hero", after he realised that his quirk is less than worthless, manages to remain a bum(bad idea) and try to rely on luck for survival of the plot(not gonna happen). Unfortunately for him(fortunately for us) the world or maybe fate(or me) won’t allow that! If you a bum then there are consequences! You need to grow or suffer loss (or trauma)! Otherwise you will bring shame upon the name of all the legendary transmigrators! Main worlds : "My Hero Academia" and "Shadow Slave" Quirk: [Tie those damn shoelaces!] → [??????????] (No Spoilers!) If you open this novel, expect cringe masquerading as comedy, foreshadowing with a subtlety of a sledgehammer and maybe even boredom…- with an unhealthy dose of regret. Warning 1: This is my first fan-fic… or any "literary" work written altogether since ever, so I seriously expect things to be bad like…- all around(Plot, spacing, characters, dialogs, editing, release schedule) and as such I do appreciate any form of feedback/criticism. Also English is not my first language, so my grammar is also probably gonna be bad. I will try to edit things as I go. One of my main goals while writing this, is to improve my writing abilities, so I want to avoid using AI as much as possible. That will inevitably slow down the chapter release rate, which may turn really frustrating considering that I think the story progress will be extremely slow. Warning 2: I am aware that readers tend to judge fan-fic MC’s in specific ways. We expect the protagonist to be likable, cool or at least entertaining, which is completely fair. Unfortunately, I don’t know how to write a likable MC yet(or maybe ever) Warning 3: This novel has(or will have) content that some people may find disturbing. You may see, descriptions or mentions of: blood, gore, dismemberment, torture, slavery, kidnapping, abuse, child abuse, drug abuse, sexual abuse, sexual assault, self-harm, suicide, cannibalism, infanticide and miscarriage among other things. Reader discretion is advised. Warning 4: This work might contain certain "opinions" and "comments" about different beliefs, ideologies and religions found in real life. In case it does end up offending someone, please remember that these "opinions" do not represent the author's(mine's) actual worldview and are merely a portrayal of this fan-fiction's fictional character's way of "thinking". Warning 5: I have no idea what I’m doing. Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction and as such I don’t own the rights for any characters, media or worldbuilding found or mentioned in this work, except my OC’s. All credit for respective media go to their authors/creators/owners such as: “My Hero Academia” by Kōhei Horikoshi, “Shadow Slave” by Guiltythree, “Cthulhu Mythos” by H.P.Lovecraft, “???? ?????” by ???? ?????, “Elden Ring” by FromSoftware, "??? ??????????? ?????" by ??????????? ???????, "Odyssey" by Homer/"????? ??? ???????" by ????? ????????????? “???? ?? ??? ?????????” by ?????????? ???? ????? ??????, "???????" by ???????? ???????, “???????? ????????” by ?? ???? ???, “Slay the Princess” by Black Tabby Games, “????????? ???” by ????? ????????, “??????????/??????????” by ?????, "??????? ?? ????????" by ???????? ?????????????, and many others. (Redacted cuz no spoilers, I will try to unredact as the story progresses) And also to many authors of different fan fictions whose wonderful creations inspired me to take a plunge and try to write this story. Thank you. ENJOY! (hopefully reading this won’t damage your brains)

In a world that has forgotten its own creation, the cycle begins again. Long before memory, the universe was shaped by fragments of unimaginable power—stones that carried will, purpose, and consequence. In the modern city of Sagar, three ordinary students begin to feel the echo of those fragments awakening within them. Vaibhav, burdened by a crystal that remembers countless deaths. Shlokh, whose voice resonates with balance and authority. Shourya, who glimpses futures he pretends not to notice. As exams end and winter approaches, reality begins to fracture—memories blur, dreams bleed into waking life, and an unfamiliar presence steps closer from the shadows. This is not a story of heroes chosen by fate. It is the story of a cycle that never stopped… And of what happens when creation begins to remember itself.

When Elira returns to her fog-drowned childhood village, she expects quiet roads, familiar faces, and the home she left behind. Instead, she finds silence—heavy, watching, wrong. People avoid her eyes. Doors close too quickly. And something moves beneath the fog at night, brushing against windows, whispering her name. They call him the Skin Collector. A polite man with an ordinary smile—too ordinary. He takes pieces of skin from the living, leaving no screams, no blood… only a faint burning mark and memories twisted into nightmares. As Elira digs deeper into the village’s past, she uncovers secrets her mother died to keep, a church that refused to speak, and a truth that binds her to the Collector more tightly than she ever realized. Each step reveals another thread in a design that has already wrapped itself around her life. And the fog is closing in. To save the village—and herself—Elira must confront the thing wearing the face of a man. But the closer she gets, the more she realizes: Some monsters aren’t born. They’re stitched.

In a world where Omegas are state-monitored property, Naruto Uzumaki is a ghost. Disguised as a Beta, he infiltrates Konoha Elite College to find his brother, Kurama, who vanished without a trace. His survival depends on invisibility, but his plan shatters when he is assigned to room with Sasuke Uchiha. Sasuke is a dominant Alpha from a powerful dynasty and is the one person Naruto must avoid—yet he is the only one he can’t escape. The cramped dorm becomes a battlefield of suspicion and a magnetic, agonizing pull that defies logic. When a missed dose of suppressants reveals Naruto’s secret, Sasuke doesn't turn him in. Instead, he offers a dark pact: he will help Naruto navigate his volatile heats if they hunt the truth together. As they descend into a web of medical horrors and illegal experiments, the line between their alliance and their instincts blurs. Amidst the search for Kurama, a protective obsession sparks between them, threatening to expose Naruto to the monsters hiding in plain sight. Naruto came to find his brother, but he may lose himself to the man who was supposed to be his enemy. Fanfiction Art: https://pin.it/6vUJayonx

Shiba Takumi, a 17-year-old outcast in the quiet castle town of Matsumoto, has spent years pouring his pain into underground rap, only to be met with silence, ridicule, and crushing rejection. Labeled a delinquent after violently defending himself from relentless middle-school bullying, he’s been abandoned by a family that views him as a shame and ignored by a society that discards anyone who doesn’t conform. When his raw plea for a collaboration is brutally dismissed by popular idol Suzuki Aika, Takumi channels the humiliation into a diss track that unexpectedly goes viral, finally giving him the attention he’s craved — but at the cost of burning bridges he didn’t know he still needed. Cross posted on SkribbleHub.

Chaos is the ultimate paradox - Life and death, creation and destruction, the beginning and the end. In a hyper-advanced future where everything works on quantum technology, humanity is awakened by the same energy tearing the universe apart. In the shadows of this broken world, Missio Augustus struggles with responsibility while trying to recover from his life-long trauma. Survival mattered no more since he was nine but Death becomes his longing after seventeen years of silence - until that silence is broken, Death becomes meaningless. Note: This is a relaunch from different account. This novel was originally posted on the account named 'SageofMusic'. Both Ekadash and SageofMusic are my accounts. I chose to switch because my Gmail address was unsatisfactory and I wanted to properly publish my novel unlike before.

In a world where the chosen bear Divine Scars glowing outlines channeling infinite power leaked by Singular Beings humans forge abilities from that endless divine energy. One outline: Lightlinger. Two: Lightrozer. Their strength is bound to one or two domains, dictated by which Divine's energy flows through their scar. However, some only have an outline, with no scar. But the world is never fair. Those not chosen, driven by envy, turn to a darker path. They become Darkens killing and absorbing finite souls through cursed artifacts called Ghost Vaults. Unlike the limited Lights, Darkens craft unpredictable, often fatal abilities from stolen life essence. Souls are finite, and the hunt never ends. The vastness of existence holds boredom in some corners… and alongside it, curiosity guiding everything. Age of Layers dives into the hearts of broken souls where guilt never fades, promises warp lives, and fragile bonds are the only defiance against an indifferent cosmos. It asks one question: What are humans? What to expect : Multiple shifting POVs and perspectives (the story moves fluidly between characters in a mosaic style) Slow-burn psychological dark fantasy focused on human nature, lies, trauma, and coping mechanisms Complex, flawed characters with deep inner contradictions and realistic emotional struggles Themes of indifference, rewritten reality, and “what are humans?” under pressure Non-linear mosaic storytelling with frequent scene shifts, flashbacks, and quiet horror Gradual escalation from intimate family drama and personal fractures to larger cosmic events No traditional heroes or fast power fantasy — the real conflict is internal and systemic Discord: https://discord.gg/3jUR673eXW

As the author of this web novel, I would like to request that all readers carefully read the following notice and warning before continuing with the story Warning: This story contains dark themes including horror, violence, trauma, and disturbing events. Some scenes may be intemse emotional suffering and disturbing scenarios that may be uncomfortable for some readers. some scenes may involve graphic and unsettling situations. These elements are presented as part of the story's narrative and are not intended to glorify harm. Nothing here is meant to comfort. This story is intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is storongly advised. please read only if you are prepared for a heavy and unsettling experience.

After a devastating crash that should have ended his life, Pondaru Yamada wakes up in a body that isn’t fully his own—an unnervingly perfect shell branded with the mark of Project N4O-CHI, a blacksite program that erases humans and rebuilds them as living pleasure dolls. But Pondaru isn’t like the others. He bleeds. He hurts. He remembers things automaton like him shouldn't be capable of. Stripped of his old world, Pondaru finds himself in a decayed cyberpunk underworld where neon lights hide cruelty, androids are discarded like broken toys, and survival often means losing the last pieces of your humanity. Torn between the twisted kindness of a group of mercenary misfits and the looming shadow of the corporation that made him, Pondaru must navigate a world of lust, violence, and identity crisis—where every choice brings him closer to either reclaiming who he is, or becoming the product he was designed to be. In a city that devours the weak and worships desire, a place where compromise does not exist, one thought haunts him above all: If I bleed… then I must still be real…Right?

Marcus Cole has always felt like something about him doesn’t belong. When terrifying dreams, strange visions, and a mysterious girl begin pulling him toward a past he can’t remember, Marcus discovers that his lost memories are tied to an ancient war between humans and demons. As reality begins to unravel, Marcus must uncover who he really is before the darkness hunting him finds him first. Because the life he’s living was never truly his. And the boy he used to be is running out of time.

In a tale of adventure and resilience, a young boy grapples with a life marred by misfortune. His journey takes a transformative turn when he unexpectedly enters a vibrant new world, filled with magic and peril. As he navigates this unfamiliar realm, he encounters diverse allies who share his quest: to challenge and ultimately defeat a formidable final boss. Throughout his journey, the boy faces a series of dangerous trials that test his courage and intelligence. Each challenge he overcomes not only strengthens his resolve but also deepens his bonds with the friends he makes along the way. However, the path is fraught with danger, as many of his adversaries possess abilities that are on a Multiverse level, testing the limits of his capabilities. As the boy grapples with his destiny, he discovers that the stakes are much higher than he initially imagined. The gods, powerful beings with their own agendas, become formidable foes in his quest, intertwining his fate with theirs in ways that are both thrilling and terrifying. In this epic showdown of good versus evil, the boy must determine what it means to save and protect, while also grappling with the potential for destruction that lies within him. His journey is not just a fight against powerful enemies, but a quest for understanding his place in a complex world where fate hangs in the balance.

Everyone has powers. They originated from a powerful god who bestowed these abilities upon humanity, something that happened because it had grown bored with the world. Lived thousands of years and nothing interesting has yet to happen to satisfy it. The god decided to give itself some entertainment, bestowing powers upon every human in existence thinking it would be truly entertaining. These powers would be passed down through generations, It runs in their blood and has been normalized, but there’s a twist, their bodies can't handle these abilities and it kills them slowly each time it is used, and with People dying and groups of people abusing their power, everyone is slowly realizing that these powers are becoming a huge problem for everyone, but no one can speak on the matter as for there are rules and everyone must follow them and worship the god and the powers given, these powers are forever bound to them because it runs in their blood.

Cursed or blessed. To Valeo it didn't matter, the outcome would've still been the same for him in the end, scorn for his appearance by people who think social status is everything while spending most of his life in a arena fighting bizarre creatures just to survive. After committing the most treasonous of crimes Valeo is now on the run and has to traverse the unforgiven and ever bizarre landscape of The Vile Lands wielding a power long forgotten while people in high places and forces unknown wants his head. Can a monster really be a hero?

"After my death, I got isekai'd in a world of devils, angels and monsters lol.. Oh, and apparently I have ice powers which are totally useless in combat since I died again. Luckily, I'm alive thanks to a redhead with big tits making me her slave." I do not own this cover so don't sue me.

“HiDE, Aoi!” is a QUEER fantasy-adventure — A slow burn MM love story! Dedicated to my life, but way cooler because it has magic! Each setting, character, spell, joke, thought…word, holds the entire weight of my life… …The world outside, a poor, diluted imitation, moves at breakneck speed. There’s no safe place to “hang his cloak”, no all-powerful immortal sexy single mother to protect him… there isn’t even coffee! Aoi doesn’t know where, or even who, he’s headed to — but he knows exactly what he’s left behind..

Whole Series is a board of chess being played by two figures. Being the first series of the franchise, it establishes foundation for the franchise. Who will win? The Misunderstood Revolutionary or The Exiled Prodigy? Starting from the PoV of a side character it starts getting intense with each arc and finally ends Phase 1 by Pikra War Arc. However it surely wasn't the end of the game, moreover it was the start of the game. NOTE:- THERE ISN'T A FIXED PROTAGONIST SO YOU CAN CHOOSE YOUR PROTAGONIST AND COMMENT IF YOU WANT. MAIN ANTAGONIST FOR PHASE 1 IS KAE. Kae having some reasons behind his acts, controls whole civilizations to make sure he has enough pawns at hand. Having the title of smartest human alive and also the title of Seventh Asura (those who opposed deva in far ago in history. Having cosmic powers) Community Ruler, he is the pinnacle of human capabilities. The best student of Legendary Gomo Taka. The one who had potential to become Immortalus Society Leader at age of 50, where many prodigies require more than 100 years. (It will be soon getting post on Royal Road with my author name Krishna #878.)